historical accuracy? in this economy?

pov: you're tired of this brat talking back so you tie him up and fit him with a gag <3 am I being fucked or tortured? who knows...

contains: lots of breathing / breathy moans and whimpers, some growls and voice cracks, all through a cloth gag. at points you can catch a muffled "fuck you" or just "fuck." a bit of cheekiness there at the end.

as per all hallows' tradition, today is the day the Knights are ordered to take off their helms and wear a pumkin over their heads. Royal's revel in the excitement as they sharpen their daggers and carve whatever design they desire. Their Knight's stand statuesque as the Royal's grin, steel glinting while they giggle with debatable precision...

'breathe, steady now while I carve out the eyes.'

'you're trembling, are you scared? you know you can trust me.'

'oops! I'm so sorry, my sweet. I went a little too deep, didn't I?'

you're wounded when an ambush befalls you & your travelling party of fellow knights. sir kieran drags you away from the fray to tend to your injury (aka kieran talks you through it).

contains: injured pov, masculine address, first aid discussion & sfx, alcohol, praise & comfort.